Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 33: Long Wind Demon Wings!

Sovereign level!
How could it be monarch level!

Xu Feng's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at Lin Ming in disbelief. He almost spit out the water he had just drunk, but he was worried about affecting Lin Ming so he held it back! His entire face swelled up like a pufferfish and continued to turn red!
The people outside the forge looked at it in disbelief!

The terrifying monarch's aura made everyone's eyes widen. Zhu Meng was fine, but he was surprised at the rapid progress of his junior brother.

The two people from the Mu family were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped!
What did they see?
An eighteen-year-old boy was actually forging a monarch-level magic tool! You have to know that there are only a few people in the country who can forge magic tools of this level!
However, judging from the conversation between Xu Feng and Zhu Rong just now, the young man inside should be forging a monarch-level magic tool for the first time.

But even if it was the first time to forge a monarch-level magic tool, it meant that Lin Ming was at least a forging master who could forge commander-level magic tools!
An eighteen-year-old master forger! What a concept!
It is almost 100% possible to become a national-level blacksmith master who can forge monarch-level magic tools!

Even if we fail this time, we will definitely succeed in a few years!
Mu Tian couldn't help swallowing, and stopped stroking the space ring on his finger.

It seems that the gift needs to be increased!

"Qingxuan."

"What's wrong, Patriarch?" Mu Qingxuan had just recovered from the shock of Lin Ming's forging ability, and looked at Mu Tian with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"The family has treated you well in the past few years, right?"

".I understand, Patriarch."

Mu Qingxuan knew what Mu Tian was thinking.

If he just wanted to win over Lin Ming, now he is planning to pack himself up and send himself to Lin Ming.

Exchanging a family member for a forging master is not a loss no matter how you look at it.

Mu Qingxuan was prepared for this, after all, girls from aristocratic families are always like this.

but
She looked at Lin Ming in the forging room, and the resolute figure in the flames made her heart tremble slightly.

It doesn’t seem bad.

The Demon Lord Changfeng is good at assassination. His body is not as big as the Demon Lord Moshanyu, but he still fills the spacious forge!

The red flames on Lin Ming's body ignited and gathered madly towards the wings of the Changfeng Demon Lord!

The iron hammer in his hand suddenly struck the dark wings, and the red flames rolled up heat waves and turned into an iron hammer that struck the wings fiercely!
The pitch-black wings exude a terrifying monarchic aura!

The remaining breath of the Changfeng Demon Lord rolled up the dark energy and turned into a terrifying black crow, emitting a sharp cry at Lin Ming!

Lin Ming's eyes became more and more determined, and red flames seemed to be burning in his eyes!

A fire-proof robe appeared on his body, the flames blew the robe up, and he raised the forging hammer in his hand!

"Keng!"

The hammer and the wings meet!
A loud sound like metal collision was heard!

The flames gradually began to rage!
It was like a scorching red sun smashing down on the crying black crows!

Fire and darkness collide!
The power of the feather demon was consumed by the power of fire!

"Keng! Keng! Keng!"

One after another, the flames on Lin Ming's body became more and more intense!

The black crows are getting fainter and the flames are getting hotter!
Lin Ming raised the hammer in his hand high! Endless flames merged on the hammer!

The iron hammer slammed down on the wings! Endless flames gathered crazily into the wings!
At this moment, Lin Ming felt as if the flames had merged into one with him!
The magic circle that had been prepared in advance condensed above the wings!

The glory of monarch-level magic tools shines brightly in the forge!

It worked!
The monarch-level magic tool was forged successfully!

Xu Feng looked at this scene in disbelief. The water he had swallowed with great difficulty seemed to come up again, making him stumble and unable to speak.

Zhu Meng outside the forge started laughing, feeling extremely proud of this little brother who had inherited his master's skills.

Mu Tian took off the interspatial ring and thought about what gift to give to Lin Ming to celebrate his breakthrough. Or maybe just give him the entire interspatial ring, which would show more sincerity.

Mu Qingxuan gently covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with indescribable colors.

Lin Ming in the forging room didn't have so many thoughts. He just looked quietly at the monarch-level winged magic tool in front of him.

"Success! Finally a breakthrough!"

His eyes were filled with excitement and joy, and his palm gently stroked his first monarch-level magic tool.

The monarch-level winged magic tool also slowly released warmth towards him and was very close to Lin Ming.

At this time, Xu Feng had recovered. He slowly walked to Lin Ming and looked at the winged magic tool on the forging table with envy.

"Senior Xu, forging." Lin Ming smiled when he saw Xu Feng coming over.

Xu Feng stretched out his right hand towards the Winged Demon Tool, his eyes filled with desire, but his left hand was tightly pressing on his right hand, constantly restraining his desire.

But as soon as he heard Lin Ming speak, he immediately stood at attention!

Then he quickly turned around and waved his hands to interrupt Lin Ming.

"No, no, no, what senior? You are my senior! Just call me Xiao Xu."

Xu Feng looked at Lin Mingdao with some flattery, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"Master Xu Qian, you don't have to be like this. Be more normal."

Lin Ming shook his head and stepped back.

It's so strange that an old man in his fifties calls a young man like me, "senior"!

"What master? You're not even qualified to be one. Your skills are so superb that you're a senior!"

Xu Feng is very stubborn.

"Then Senior Lin, could you teach me some blacksmithing skills? I'd even be willing to become your disciple!"

Xu Feng immediately came in front of Lin Ming, rubbing his hands and smiling.

"Ha." Lin Ming laughed awkwardly and said repeatedly, "Master Xu, please call me by my name. Calling me senior is weird. There's no problem exchanging experiences, but forget about becoming my disciple."

"1 Corinthians."

Just as Xu Feng was about to speak, Lin Ming immediately interrupted him.

"If you keep calling me that, there's no need to communicate."

"Young friend Lin Ming, is it okay to call me that?" Xu Feng glanced at Lin Ming tentatively.

"No problem, Master Xu, just tell me what you want to say." Lin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He really couldn't accept such enthusiasm.

"Can I see this magic tool?" Xu Feng looked at the winged magic tool on the forging table.

"Of course." Hearing this, Lin Ming nodded. He didn't mind others watching his work.

After getting approval, Xu Feng immediately ran to the Winged Demon Tool and stretched out his hand to touch it, but he didn't dare to do it as if he was afraid of getting it dirty.

"Exquisite craftsmanship! Exquisite craftsmanship! Is this a monarch-level magic tool? Is this a higher level of forging?!"

Hearing this, Lin Ming's mouth corners slightly raised.

For a blacksmith, what could be more joyful than having the magic tools he forged recognized by others?
"Does this Winged Demon have a name?" Xu Feng asked.

"Yes." Lin Ming nodded and looked at the dark magic tool on the forging table.
"It's called the Long Wind Demon Wings!"

(End of this chapter)